Okay so, ya boi has decided to do three threads for my original thread. Part 1 is Bakugou POV, part 2 is Kirishima POV!

"You're in love with him." Tetsutetsu says to Kirishima one day after joint classes. His eyes skirt to Bakugou and slide back. "It's painfully obvious, bro."

"W-what?!" Kirishima sputters, his energy drink exploding out from his mouth in shock to coat the ground.

"Tetsu!" He hisses, scandalized. What if Bakugou heard him from where he was standing half a mile a way?! "I am not--" Kirishima's protest immeaditely cuts off when he sees the look in his bro's eyes. "I'm not..." He tries again before sighing.

"I'm not completely hopeless for him." He says instead, gaze never breaking from Bakugou.

"Liar."

Yeah. He was.

"Okay fine," Kirishima grins. "I am hopeless for him. But can you blame me? Look at him! He's so manly!"

Tetsutetsu barks out a laugh, swiping Kirishima's water bottle to chug the contents. "Sure, his quirk is badass, but," he shudders. "That *personality.* I think I'd rather try to date Monoma than Bakugou."

"Not me," Kirishima admits, eyes going soft. "I have a feeling it's always going to be Katsuki for me."

"That's not healthy bro." Tetsu frowns, when Bakugou sees them staring and lifts his hand up to give them a middle finger salute. "Bakugou is..."

But he struggles to find a word that won't upset Kirishima.

"Is he ever nice to you?" He asks instead.

"Dude I'm pretty sure I'm *the only one* Bakugou is ever nice to." He's fiery. Explosive. And Kirishima is so gay for it.

"I don't know man, I really think maybe you outta let sleeping dogs lie or whatever that saying is. Does he seem... yeah know. Into you?"

Kirishima's face falls. His teeth sink into his bottom lip and start to gnaw without his permission.

Yes! His brain screams.

He does! And Kirishima knows this because Bakugou lets him come over all the time. And it's *boyfriend* stuff that they're doing. Sharing food, hanging out, texting nonstop, cuddling in bed.

Seriously! Kirishima woke up to Katsuki's head on his chest, all his clothes but his boxers tossed on the floor, his fingers tangled in the hair on the base of Kirishima's neck like he was afraid Kiri was going to slip away in the night without permission.

He. Does.

Kirishima had a key to Bakugou's room! Sure, yeah, he'd taken the spare without asking... but! Katsuki had left it out on the desk and he KNEW Kiri was coming over to game! Plus he hasn't asked for it back!

Katsuki DOES LIKE HIM.

He has to.

Because if he doesn't, then why would he let Kirishima spend practically every second with him? Kiri practically lives in Bakugou's room. His clothes are there, his books, his favorite games.

But.... what about the other stuff?

Like the other night when everyone had went to the movies as a class, and they'd stayed back to watch their own movie? Kirishima had his back to Katsuki's chest, his hands lazily moving through red strands, his breath puffing against Kiri's temple. It was so freaking peaceful

And then the front door had opened and Katsuki had shoved Kirishima hard. Into the floor.

Kirishima had jumped up and started frantically patting himself down. Surely there was a spider on him, a huge one too. Where was the spider? Was it on his back?
In his hair??

Ah. No spider.

Just Bakugou not wanting to be seen touching Kirishima. Again.

"Maybe," Kirishima finalky responds after he's chewed his bottom lip bloody. "I don't know."

Tetsutetsu is a good bro. And he has some good ideas about their quirk. (Since it's basically the same.)

"Come with me to train one day!" He smacks his fists together. "I'll show you how a real man fights." He winks to signal the jest is in good fun.

At first Kirishima dodges him. Tetsutetsu only wants to work out the days Kiri already has plans with Bakugou. And he doesn't want to lose any time with Katsuki, but he feels bad for skipping out on his friend, and Tetsu is VERY persistant.

He's in Bakugou's room, supposed to be studying when his phone chirps. The first ding is a snapchat from Tetsutetsu. Its clear he's ran his hand through his hair about 50 times so its spiked up instead of smoothed down and he's frowning. Like majorly frowning.

"There. Now I look like your mans. You gonna come 2 GB now?"

Kirishima about dies. His smile hurts his cheeks. He slyly pulls his phone up, just enough to snap a shitty picture of Bakugou sitting cross legged on his bed, his pencil moving across his workbook quickly. "No thx. Got the real thing. "

His phone chirps again. It's a video. Because of the topic of conversation he wouldn't dare play anything with sound, so he makes sure his phone is on mute before he hits play.

The video is dark, Tetsu's hair is still spiked, and he's holding a lighter in the corner of the frame. The light from the flame is just enough to highlight his scowling face as he intonates, "I'm Bakugou." Like one, might say, "I'm Batman."

"Bro ur killing me "

" 2 GB 2 "

"Fine!" Kirishima types out,just because he knows Tetsutetsu is going to stop. Plus, its not manly to leave a bro hanging when the ask you for help.

Plus, they haven't seen each other since... well, the thing.

The thing that Tetsutetsu promised he would never tell another soul about. Likewise, it was probably the one thing Kirishima would never ever whisper to Bakugou.

Yeah Kiri can't see that going over well at all.

"Hey Blasty, I'm madly in love with you and Tetsutetsu and I spent like 6 hours perfecting the maniliest way to tell you but then I chickened out?"

It's just.... what if.

What if Bakugou doesn't like him like that?

Then not only does Kirishima ruin their perfectly good friendship but he also ends up telling the most explosive person at UA he's gay.

And no, no of course Blasty would never INTENTIONALLY hurt Kirishima by telling everyone, but he can just imagine Bakugou exploding his face ad screaming, "I don't like boys, fucker! Go AWAY!"

And then his heart AND his bones would be broken.

Dear Gods, not to mention whatif a teacher heard and they called his parents and his dad finds out and he kicks him out and where would he go because Mina's mom loves him but wouldn't let him stay at Minas and Bakugou would probably hate him so he'd have to sleep at the station--

Kirishima clears his throat. Tries to breathe. Yeah. It'll just stay his and Tetsutetsu's secret for now.

Plus Bakugou is so hard to read. Sometimes there's no doubt in Kirishima's mind that they're flirting, that the stuff between them is romantic.

Like come on, do bros really give each other back massages?

Actually... they probably do. Don't want your bros back to be stiff.

Do bros cuddle on the couch?

....well... why not? Especially someone like Bakugou whose totally starved for touch.

But... surely Katsuki *notices*.

The soft way Ei purrs when he plays with his hair.

The way he backs his ass up to Katsuki's lap when they cuddle.

The way he looks at Katsuki, pants like a dog when they spar.

The other morning, Kirishima had woken to his hard cock pressed in between Katsuki's ass cheeks, his thin boxers doing nothing to starve off the *heat* of Bakugou's skin

Of course Katsuki had practically ran from the bed. And Eijirou had gone back to his own room and jerked off through tears.

Welcome to his life.

So anyway, yeah. He's little secret it was staying.

Kiri quickly goes to his room to change. Oops. His summer costume is still scattered across Bakugou's floor, and he totally forgot to grab it. But let's be honest, it was rank anyway, so Kiri just grabs his winter costume out of his duffel. He hates it in the summer but itll do

He could just wear his sweats, but fastening all the parts gives him something to think about. Other than Bakugou.

"My hair!" Kirishima wails, pinching a strand as they walk back to his dorm. "It's *limp*."

"It's not the only thing that's limp," Tetsutetsu says. "What the hell was that noodley arm stuff today? Where was your unbreakable hardening?"

Kirishima sighs. He'll just have to spike it up when they get back and hope they don't pass too many people. "Sorry man, my brain was elsewhere."

"I can guess where. Dude, I just gotta ask. Why him? Trust me, I get it. I like blondes. But... him? And you're SO into him. Like this is your first gay crush or somethin'..." He trails off at the look on Kiri's face. "Oh."

Kirishima blushes. Hard. "It's not my first crush! Gods. It's *not.* He's just..." He kicks at a rock on the sidewalk. "The only one that matters?"

"I mean.. damn okay." Tetsu holds up his hands in surrender. "But like, think this through. Because if Bakugou IS into you?" Kirishima doesn't miss the way his tone implies he's NOT. "Prepare yourself for a lifetime of bottoming because there is no way that guy will let you top."

Kirishima blushes even darker. He's never... he hadn't thought about.. "Tetsutetsu! I don't..." He sputters for a response. "I haven't even...."

"Thought about it? Well, you might want to bro. On the off chance that he is into you." Tetsu whinces when Kirishima's shoulder sag. "Sorry bro I didn't mean--"

"It's fine," Kirishima says. And really it is. He's not stupid. Bakugou will probably never even realize Kirishima's feelings. And if he does, there's minimal chance he'll return them. After all, Bakugou was going to be the number one hero. He needs someone to stand beside him.

Kirishima has a track record of falling behind.

Tetsutetsu apoligizes about fifty more times before they make it up to the common room. Kirishima keeps shrugging it off, really he's fine, he just wants to go spike up his hair and play some games.

He's almost out of hair gel, Kirishima notices as he spikes the strands back up. He needs to go to the convience store across the street, maybe Bakugou would even want to go with him--

"No judgement bro. But a pencil? Are you that OCD?"

Kirishima's brow furrows. What pencil? He doesn't.... He opens his mouth to respond to whatever Tetsu is talking about, but he freezes when he hears Bakugou's rasped, "Where's Kirishima?"

On the list of things that's not okay, Kirishima peeking around his bathroom corner just to get a look at Bakugou's face, spying, trying to absorb it all in, is probably at the top. But he doesn't care.

"Bathroom," Tetsutetsu says with a grin, clicking his character on the screen. "I knocked his hair down. He has to fix it."

Bro. Brrrrrrrooooooo, Kirishima thinks slapping his forehead. Bro. That sounds *awful*.

And Katsuki must think so too, because his hands are popping and Kirishima can hear his teeth clenching together from here. To save the situation, he rushes out. "ALRIGHT! IT'S SPIKED AGAIN," He says much too loudly. He clears his throat. "Oh! Blasty! Hey! Didja need something?"

Bakugou doesn't even look at him. The pencil in his fist snaps, and he slams the pieces down on Kirishima's desk. As the door is thrown shut, Kirishima's eyes lock on the burning handprint on his desk with a frown.

Despite Kirishima's best efforts, Katsuki avoids him for WEEKS. It's like he has Kirishima radar and he always knows when Kirishima is going to show up.

He just wants to EXPLAIN. He feels like he has to. He... doesn't want to leave Katsuki with the wrong impression. Just incase.

He meets with Tetsutetsu on the Sunday right after it happened. He begs his bro to explain to Bakugou, in a totally natural way, what Tetsu meant about his hair.

"Just tell him the truth! That we were sparing. JUST sparing! Not anything else!"

Tetsutetsu had quickly agreed, apologizing yet again for his phrasing, but that DIDN'T MATTER.

"Just tell him!" Kirishima pleads. "If you see him before me."

Kirishima finally gets Bakugou alone. It's been DAYS. And heck, Kirishima has TRIED.

I mean.... not that anyone knows, not even Bakugou, but Kirishima has even tried to... 'visit' the guy the other night after curfew.

Kirishima had NOT broken into his room. It wasn't breaking in if you had a key!

Even if your bro wasn't home. It still wasn't breaking in.

....right?

Even if you purposely didn't knock in hopes to trap your bro inside?

LOOK. It's not his fault. But Bakugou has been avoiding him!

Kirishima almost jumps up from his desk and kisses Present Mic's feet in front of the entire 1A class when he pairs Katsuki and him together for their hero history project.

Like, he seriously debates kissing each and every toe he's so stupidly thankful.

Katsuki would never take a bad grade just to avoid Kirishima. So of course, he has no choice but to say yes when Kirishima runs up to his side and practically screams, "WANNA GET TOGETHER TONIGHT FOR THE PROJECT?"

Kirishima tries to talk to Katsuki.

"Media is a real fuckerey for heroes," Katsuki mutters. "Even in recent media. Last year Best Jeanist got fileted a-fucking-live for announcing--"

"Hey." Kirishima interupts. "Can we talk?"

"No." Katsuki doesn't stop scrolling. "I think we should add Creaktock to the project. He got a real back lash from the media three years ago--"

"Please," Kirishima whispers brokenly, tears in his eyes. His fingers tangle in his shirt and he doesn't even look up. "Katsuki please."

The shudder that racks Bakugou's body makes Kirishima stupidly think that he's going to say yes. That they can talk, and they can fix whatever is broken between them.

"Not now, Shitty Hair." Bakugou says softly. So softly. "We have work to do."

Yeah. Yeah. Guess they do.

Kirishima is running late one day. He hadn't slept the night before, really he's not sure he slept the night before that.

He doesn't have time to spike his hair. So he doesn't.

Mina corners him immediately, practically shoving him out of ear shot. "Kiri, babe, what's going on?"

He doesn't even remember what excuse he tells her.

He just knows it must have been a pretty flimsy one, because when he walks into the cafeteria he sees her standing on a table, scanning the crowd. He knows she's looking for him, looking to get details out of him, get him to talk so he'll feel better, so it stops hurting so much-

He darts right back out of the cafeteria.

He's not even hungry. Actually. He's not even sure when the last time he ate was. Yesterday?

"Hey! Kirishima." Someone calls out to him.

Is it too rude to pretend like he doesn't hear them?

Not about to give up, Kirishima hears a muttered "Are you ignoring me?"

Yes. "No," he whispers.

The word comes out sarcastic and when did he get so cynical?

And--

Kirishima's feet are not moving. With a flash of fear, he realizes NONE of him is moving.

"Gods," Shinsou says from his left. "Hate to do this to you, but for fuck's sake, you didn't look like you were slowing down and there's no fucking way I'm chasing you in 80 degree weather."

Kirishima falls forward when Shinsou releases his quirk. Damn. That power's amazing.

"Sorry" Kirishima lies. "Didn't hear you."

"Ah," Shinsou says, monotone. "Clearly you think I'm my dum-- less than attentive," he corrects. "boyfriend. You were fucking ignoring me. Dont lie"

"So, what's up? You've got Denki and Mina in a fucking state. Sero had to tape Mina's hands to her desk so she didn't go melt Bakugou's face." His violet eyes shift over Kirishima's flat hair. "It IS Bakugou right? He's been fucking weird lately too. Not textin me back and shit."

Kirishima almost shrugs the question away but...

Suddenly, *shit* suddenly he's crying. Fat tears are rolling down hjs cheeks and his breath is hiccuping and-- and--

"I'm in love with him."

"Yeah. No shit."

W-what?

Kirishima wipes his nose with the back of his hand. "I'm, uh, I'm gay." He whispers, for what has to be the like second time actually out loud.

"Yeah. Not to repeat myself, but no shit."

Kirishima flushes. No shit? No... shit...?

A crazed fit of laughter escapes his lips, doubling him over and making his eyes water for a different reason.

No shit.

No. Shit.

"Fuck," he wheezes, the curse oddin his mouth. "You're kinda ruining my coming out."

Shinsou's lips tilt in a grin. "Look man, to be real, I don't think there's but like three straight people in this whole fucking school."

Kirishima's eyes widen. No way! They all seemed straight-- WAIT.

"Did you say you had a boyfriend earlier?!?"

Kirishima about whips out a pen and paper pad to get notes on HOW that happened.

"Mmm. Boyfriend is probably not the right word. Or at least, he wouldn't use that word. I would. But yeah. And I fucked around with Neito before this one. What can I say? I like blondes."

'Me too!' Kirishima almost blurts, but he knows it'll just be met with a wry grin and another 'No shit'. So instead he says, "Tetsu does too."

Still Kirishima is rewarded with that grin. Shinsou's eyes darken in color and he whispers, "Yeah. I know."

...ooooh kayyyy

"Anyway." Shinsou redirects. "The reason I pulled you over. I need you to snap out of this funk before Mina kills us all. Pull your head out of your ass. You want Bakugou, right? Then stop pussy footing around. Let me tell you what you need to do. +

+It's real simple. This method gets me laid 10 times out of 10. Wait until after curfew. Sneak into 1A dorms, avoid your father's floor at all costs, because holy shit if he catches you you're a deadman, & slip into their room and," He snaps his fingers. "Fuck their brains out."

"Bam! You got a boyfriend."

Kirishima's eyes feel like saucers. "Uh... no thanks? That sounds..."

Delightful? Amazing? The literal one thing that Kirishima dreams about?

"Impossible."

"Yeah. It is." Shinsou agrees. "Because communication comes first, asshole." Shinsou's fingers reach out and tug at Kirishima's hair, trying to spike the bangs. "So go talk to your man." He grins. "Then fuck him."

Kirishima lies awake that night. He needs a plan. He needs to know what to say. Something elegant and beautiful. Something that they can tell their friends when they're married. Because, yeah. Kirishima wants that with Katsuki. He wants forever.

Would it be pointless to start with his coming out speech? Is Shinsou the only one who knows or is it painfully obvious? Does he even need to say anything at all besides "I am so in love with you."

But wait! This's Kirishima's chance to do something MANLY. Of course, he can't just out right kiss Blasty-- For one, Kiri's never kissed anybody and the thought of doing it makes his entire body tremble. Also what if he misses or his breath stinks or Katsuki explodes him..

Plus, what if Katsuki doesn't even WANT to kiss Kirishima and Kirishima steal his first kiss like a thief and then he could never be a hero because heroes don't steal or assault people or--

Kirishima freezes. A small explosion sounding in his ears. Followed by another one and another one.

Kirishima doesn't move a muscle, listening. He hears shuffling. Whimpers.

And with a blush, Kirishima realizes Bakugou must be... he's..

And it's not like Kirishima has never heard the sounds before. The walls are thin. And he's sure Katsuki has probably heard him, but it feels... *dirty* to be listening to your friend jack off next door.

Which is why Kiri always bites a pillow. To save himself embarassment.

Katsuki must be too far gone to remember a pillow now, his noises getting louder. Kirishima shifts on the bed, trying not to listen, but finding it sooo hard not too.

That is, until he hears Katuski cry out.

Not pleasure! Kirishima frantically thinks, his chest seizing. His hand flys to the wall, tapping twice. Katsuki isn't pleasuring himself, he berates his dirty mind. He's having a freaking nightmare. He gets no answer. He knocks again.

Waits...

Finally, he gets a "I'm okay".

But it doesn't feel okay. He remembers Kamino. He remembers the way Katsuki had tried to hide his panic attacks, how he forgot to breathe, clawing at sheets, crying--

Kirishima grabs his keys, tapping out a warning. "I'm coming over."

He practically runs next door.

//Fin Part 2! We going to get a fucking resolution bois! Katsuki POV!

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